
I Loved this movie:)

So here I am at the top of "puke hill". I was so tired the only thing that kept me from turning back was the thought of having to ride down that steep rocky trail.
Jeff assured me the worst was over although there were a few times I wondered if we were embarking on "puke hill 2".
It was really beautiful and the rain from the night before made the trail perfect with no dust.
I would definitely not call myself a true mountain biker. I get so freaked out when I see a bunch of huge rocks or the trail narrows. But Jeff did teach me a bunch of tricks to make it more fun. After the first big hill you traverse the ridge for 13 miles then end up at the top of Millcreek canyon. It was a lot of fun riding down the canyon but when we got to the bottom we quickly realized we were going to have to bike home because there wasn't anyone to come pick us up and we were penniless so we couldn't take the bus. So we biked the 12 miles home. It was a lot easier riding than up puke hill, but by the time we made it I couldn't feel my legs. I thought all those walks with the kids through Research Park would have done something to build up some muscle, but I guess not because my legs were... jello. Now that it is over I can say it was a lot of fun. And I love my bike. My Trek 4300 WSD:) I highly recommend it to any woman who finds male mountain bikes uncomfortable. 



Well moving drained the life right out of me. I have this friend who I've seen through two moves and she is totally unpacked and her life is in order within 48 hours of pulling up to her new place. I think I'm more on the 48 day track, or maybe even 48 months. Yuck I hate moving. I'm jealous of people who it doesn't seem to phase. So after forever if anyone still cares, which I am sure most people don't, especially now that you have to log in, here is a blog post.